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Chapter 8

Word Count: 911    |    Released on: 16/10/2026

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Theodore's outstretched fingers. His skin was papery and freezing. I rubb

voice cracked as I looked at the brui

iny shake o

gh old bones. No

s gaze shifting toward the glass

of my lip, not wanting to burden his

e told him everything. He let out a heavy sigh that fogged the

octor said you shou

ority of the family patriarch was unmistakable. Reluctantly I

llow sterile gown over his tuxedo shirt, tense, eyes fixed on the bed. Beh

red us to death!" She rushed toward th

He kept his sharp gray eyes on his

he opposite side of the be

kett to Candice, frozen with h

h the hiss of the oxygen machine, yet eve

ults now. It is high time y

spine we

tighter. "Hailey is your wife. Your job is to protect her and respe

pinned Candice with

not Beckett. Remember whose last name yo

he color drained from Candice's cheeks. Real tears final

s flying up to clutch the gold B necklace before she realized

n defense. His hands were curled into fists, the muscle in his jaw cl

odore said, waving his free hand toward t

ly fled out the glass door, Becke

rough my chest. Part of me felt a sharp rush o

eighty-year-old man in intensive care to d

melting into deep regret. "They've put

nd shook my head. "I'm f

n back at the house until his eyelids grew heavy and

into the main hallway. Eleanor, Harrison, and Angel

abbed my forearm, eyes red and frantic. "Hailey, please li

ebrow. "Oh? Th

a few too many drinks at the bar. We're just

st talking' require you to take a picture of his back

her lie collapsed. "I... I only texted you becaus

wall, arms crossed, watching silently-wa

-row seats. I yanked my arm free and took a step back, lo

s the tiles. "Put away that pathetic innocent act. I'm n

nd delivered the final blow. "From no

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